Mankind, probably the most mysterious species on our planet. A mystery of open questions. Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going? How do we know what we believe to know? Why do we believe anything at all? Innumerable questions looking for an answer, an answer which will raise the next question and the following answer will raise a following question and so on and so forth. But in the end, isn't it always the same question and always the same answer?

"Do you really think you can fly that thing?""Do you really think you can do all that bulls**t you just said?" - David and Capt. Steven Hiller, Independence Day

"What are you doing?!""I'm making a mess!""Yes, this I can see." - Independence Day

"How did you know he would turn to starboard?""I didn't. I had a fifty-fifty chance, and I needed a break. Sorry.""Eh, don't worry about it. My Morse is so rusty I might be sending him the dimensions of the Playmate of the Month." - The Hunt for Red October

"The thing about the future is everytime you look at it, the future changes, because you looked at it." - Next

Jack Sparrow: Why is the rum gone? Elizabeth: One: because it is a *vile* drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two: that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire royal navy is out looking for me, do you think there is even the slightest chance they wont see it? Jack Sparrow: But why is the rum gone?

Anton Chigurh [about to kill Wells]: And you know what's going to happen now. You should admit your situation. There would be more dignity in it. Carson Wells: You go to hell. Anton Chigurh: Let me ask you something. If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule? Carson Wells: Do you have any idea how godd**n crazy you are? Anton Chigurh: You mean the nature of this conversation? Carson Wells: I mean the nature of you.

PoisonAlchemist: Man Muro, you boost my confidence and then you just go crush it with a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.Pariah: Don't tell him things like that, if his head gets any bigger he'll float off like a weather ballon :p

Mutt Williams: Well what's he gonna do now? Marion Ravenwood: I don't think he plans that far ahead. Marion Ravenwood: Yeah... Indiana Jones: [pops out from the inside of the truck with a bazooka] Scooch over will ya, Son? Mutt Williams: Don't call me 'Son'. Don't. Indiana Jones: I think I'd cover my ears if I were you! [Indy shoots a rocket at a giant tree cutter but it sends the large circular blade bouncing straight for them, cutting through other trucks as it goes] Indiana Jones: *Duck!*

---------------------------------------------------Mutt Williams: You know, for an old man you ain't bad in a fight. What are you, like 80?

Mutt Williams: I don't understand. Why the legend about the city of gold? Indiana Jones: Well, the word for 'gold' translates as 'treasure.' But their treasure wasn't gold, it was knowledge. Knowledge was their treasure.

Agent Irina Spalko: This warehouse, where you and your government have hidden all of your secrets. Yes? Indiana Jones: This is a military warehouse. I've never been here before in my life.

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Agent Irina Spalko: [Irina has Marion and Indiana hostage] So Dr. Jones, you will help us? [a soldier cocks a pistol and points it at Marion's back] Agent Irina Spalko: A simple 'Yes' will do. Indiana Jones: Oh Marion, you had to go and get yourself kidnapped. Marion Ravenwood: Not like you did any better. Indiana Jones: Same old, same old.

-----------------------------------------------------Mutt Williams: Name's Mutt. Mutt Williams. Indiana Jones: Mutt? Mutt Williams: Yeah. Indiana Jones: What kind of name is that? Mutt Williams: It's the one I picked. You got a problem with it? Indiana Jones: Take it easy. -----------------------------------------------------

Marion Ravenwood: I'm sure I wasn't the only one to go on with my life. There must have been plenty of women for you over the years. Indiana Jones: There were a few. But they all had the same problem. Marion Ravenwood: Yeah, what's that? Indiana Jones: They weren't you Honey.

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Indiana Jones: [crashes into a truck windshield after a failed swing from his whip] d**n, I thought that was closer... .

-----------------------------------------------------Indiana Jones: [Mac holds his arms up when they are surrounded by Russian soldiers] Put your hands down will you, you're embarrassing us.

PoisonAlchemist: Man Muro, you boost my confidence and then you just go crush it with a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.Pariah: Don't tell him things like that, if his head gets any bigger he'll float off like a weather ballon :p

upon hearing that the star of his latest broadway show, Jeremy Piven (entourage) quit the show suddenly w/o notice, citing out of all things, "mercury poisoning". Dubious, Mamet was asked for a comment.

"I didn't know he had such a high mercury count. I wish him all the best in his new career as a thermometer"

PoisonAlchemist: Man Muro, you boost my confidence and then you just go crush it with a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.Pariah: Don't tell him things like that, if his head gets any bigger he'll float off like a weather ballon :p

PoisonAlchemist: Man Muro, you boost my confidence and then you just go crush it with a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.Pariah: Don't tell him things like that, if his head gets any bigger he'll float off like a weather ballon :p

Rex: [to young Speed, on the track at Thunderhead] Feel that shimmy? That's your hind legs trying to outrun your front. Young Speed: What do I do? Rex: Stop steering, and start driving.

Speed: Racing hasn't changed, and it never will. Racer X: It doesn't matter if racing never changes. What matters is if we let racing change us. Every one of us has to find a reason to do this. You don't climb into a T-180 to be a driver. You do it because you're driven.

Speed: It's going to be okay. Mom: You wouldn't lie to your mother, would you? Speed: Never again.

Rex: [to Speed] Stop steering and start driving. This ain't no dead piece of metal. A car's a living, breathing thing, and she's alive. Feel it talking to you. Telling you what she wants, what she needs. All you gotta do is listen. Close your eyes and listen.

Mr. Royalton: A million dollars to the driver that takes out Racer. Cannonball Taylor: He won't even get out of the blocks. Mr. Royalton: I prefer him to not even make it out of the locker room.

Speed: Haven't any of these drivers read the rule book?

Mom: [to Speed] We just have to stick together... and something good will happen. You'll see.

Trixie: Since when did winning become so important? Speed: It is important. You gotta win if you want to keep driving, and that's what I want to do. It's the only thing I really know how to do. Trixie: That's not true. Speed: Come on, I wouldn't have made it out of high school without your help. Trixie: Okay, that's true.

Pops Racer: You think you can drive a car and change the world? It doesn't work like that! Speed: Maybe not, but it's the only thing I know how to do and I gotta do something.

Racer X: [about Rex] I'm sure if he were here, he'd be immensely proud of you. Speed: For what? Making the same mistakes he did? Racer X: For trying to make a difference.

>>>>Favorite Quote

Trixie: Oh my god, was that a ninja? Pops Racer: More like a NON-ja. Terrible what passes for a ninja these days.

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Mom: [catching Spritle playing with his chimp in the living room] Hey, what are you two doing? Spritle: Nothing. Mom: Was that the same nothing that broke my last couch? Spritle: No, that was a totally different nothing.

Kung-fu guy #1: So, i have found you at last!Kung-fu guy #2: What do you want?#1: To kill you of course!#2: Right. Well, then, why?#1: Why is not important now. Your choices are to kill yourself right now, or I will kill you myself.#2: Right, Well, but I don't want to die#1: That doesn't matter now#2: It does to me#1: Enough talk! #2: Right, well then...[turns around and runs like the wind]#1: d**n you! Right, then. [starts chasing him again]

PoisonAlchemist: Man Muro, you boost my confidence and then you just go crush it with a heartbreaking work of staggering genius.Pariah: Don't tell him things like that, if his head gets any bigger he'll float off like a weather ballon :p